Good Wilson – I let time tell
Everyone has plenty of things that we need to do, and very few of us know why we do them. This is not a plug for my guru retreat or a book meant to help you work four hours a week when most people +60 hours of work, much of it unpaid. It is just to say that we are creatures of discomfort, learning to get by with whatever life offers us.
That’s not to say either that once you stop, all of the troubles miraculously disappear. For many, the endless work keeps what would otherwise be endless chatter at bay. What I would suggest is that daydreaming and rock music are a perfect combination for a possible cure. What’s to cure? The desire to be part of the rat race.
Should you just quit and live modestly on an island in Greece? You’ll never get to decide unless you have some time to your own and a good song to lead you. Consider Good Wilson’s beautiful, warm and moody “I Let Time Tell.” Blending excellent melodies with orchestration, which particularly favors the slide guitar, Good Wilson draws inspiration from bands like The War on Drugs and retro 60s pop makers to create a sound that is, at once, nostalgia-filled but hopeful of the future. Tune off, drop out, dream on!
Middle Monster – No More Birthdays
How much time do you have to waste thinking about the past? And how many parties does one person to throw honouring the past before they can move on? Sure, everyone needs to celebrate something otherwise, there’d be no way to bookend their journey through life. But the more you celebrate things that have happened, the less time you have to make things happen.
Youth shouldn’t just be an endless celebration. Imagine how dull that would be. And who wants to listen to people who have dulled their senses, who have nothing to look forward to but the next drink or the next celebration? If you really want to achieve great things, I suppose, you have to give a good, long thought to what it’d be like not to achieve anything. You gotta think about what it’d be like if everything were to end suddenly.
Pleasant-sounding, melancholy-ridden and filled with existential dread Middle Monster pleads for an end to celebrations on “No More Birthdays.” This could be a song by The Cure if Robert Smith was just now beginning his career. It’s a song that’s easy on the ears but one that might also get you thinking about topics you’d otherwise like to avoid. There comes a time when there’s no need to think about the past anymore, just about the future.
